Shang Wenjun straightened Jingping's long hair behind his ear, and everyone saw that there was a scar the size of a broad bean on the top of Jingping's right temple, near his sideburns.

In Chen Jie and Han Lingling's impressions, Lian Luodan did not have a scar on his forehead before becoming a monk.

Qing Shui saw doubts in Chen Jie and Han Lingling's eyes: "This scar on Jingping's forehead was left after hitting the wall. ”

After Han Lingling fed a few mouthfuls of egg custard, Jingping's swallowing speed slowly accelerated, probably because she hadn't eaten for a long time and was sick, Jingping's eye sockets were deeply sunken and her cheekbones were bulging.

Chen Jie tried to find the shadow stored in his memory on Jingping's face, but he didn't find it, like a petal that had been destroyed by wind and rain, scattered on the ground, sticking to the dust, and lost all its beauty - not even the shadow of beauty - in Chen Jie's impression, Lian Luodan was a very beautiful girl.

In the blink of an eye, Jingping ate a bowl of egg custard.

"Hand me the bowl." Qing Shui looked at Wuji and another bowl of egg custard.

Wuji handed another bowl of egg custard to Shang Wenjun's hand.

Shang Wenjun put the mouth of the bowl on Jingping's mouth.

"Wuji, is there still egg custard?" Ignorance is long.

Shang Wenjun also needs egg custard, and so far, she has only drunk a glass of water.

"I'll go to the room." Wuji turned around and ran.

"Wait a minute!" Jingping exerted all the strength of her body, and at the same time she pushed the bowl in Shang Wenjun's hand away: "Wenjun, you can eat!" I'm fine. Just now, I couldn't see anything, but now I can. Jingping said as she straightened her pajamas—the collar of the pajamas was too exposed—and she noticed that there were many people standing around her.

"Shang Wenjun, you just said that there is another person in the secret room, who is she?"

"We didn't know who she was, and when we were transferred here, we heard a woman's moaning, and the door to the chamber was locked, and we couldn't get in—we tried to shout, but we could only hear a faint voice, and we couldn't hear what she was saying, and then the voice was gone."

"Right now, it's just the two of us in the chamber." Jingping Road.

"Have there been any other people in the chamber?"

"There must be, I suspect that the other people who disappeared before us may well have suffered the same thing as us." Jingping Road.

"What is your basis?"

"We've found things that other women have used outside of the chamber."

"What's that?"

"Let's go, I'll take you to the secret room to get it."

"No, your body hasn't recovered yet, we finally found you, that's enough, we'll take care of the rest."

"My body is out of the way, and when I see you, I have nothing to fear." Jingping said as she jumped out of bed and walked towards the entrance to the secret room.

"Han Lingling, hold her up—hold her up—hold her up—" Ouyang Ping said as he asked Jingping to put on his uniform.

Han Lingling took off her uniform and helped Shang Wenjun put it on.

Wuwen Daoist walked up to Ouyang Ping: "Captain Ouyang, she is no longer in serious trouble, you handle the case first-it is important to handle the case." ”

Shang Wenjun still reacted quickly, she jumped out of bed, caught up with Jingping, grabbed her arm, and Han Lingling also followed.

Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu, Chen Jie, Staff Officer Li, Master Yan, and another special police officer followed Jing Ping, Qing Shui, and Han Lingling, and entered the entrance of the secret room in turn.